"Fluttershy Cookies"
By SecretMomServal (https://pastebin.com/u/SecretMomServal)

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Created on: Thursday 24th of May 2018 08:13:40 PM CDT
Retrieved on: Saturday 24 of October 2020 07:50:23 AM UTC


>It's spring in Ponyville.
>You're hanging out at home watching your favorite pony-based game show when your doorbell rings.
>You take a look outside to see who it is. 
>You can't really tell who it is, but you can see the familiar wagon of the Filly Guides. 
>You weren't really in the mood for cookies, but you decided that buying one box wouldn't hurt.
>You open the door expecting to see the Cutie Mark Crusaders, but you see Fluttershy instead.
>She's wearing an adult-sized Filly Guides uniform, and she has a clipboard with her.
"Um, h-hello sir...could I interest y-you in some cookies? It's for a good cause…"
>"Flutters, this isn't one of your wacky schemes to get me to fuck you again, is it?"
"O-oh of course not, mister! I'm here to sell cookies and that's it! Now if you excuse me…"
>She bumps her head into your stomach softly and walks into your living room.
>"Hey, I didn't say you could--"
"Sir, please save all questions until the end of the presentation, thank you."
>She begins setting up a easel with the benefits of Filly Guides cookies on it.
>You take a Dr. Pony out of the fridge and take a seat. 
>This is gonna take a while.
>Thirty minutes go by.
>While Fluttershy goes on about how eating Filly Guides cookies can cure eyesight, you let your mind wander to other shit, like how flatworms are hermaphrodites (it's true look it up).
>As you take a sip from your drink, you take a mental note on how many times Fluttershy goes out of her way to upskirt you. It's nothing too shocking, since all of the horses walk around naked already.
"W-well I believe that's a-all of it. Do you have any q-questions?
>"Yeah just one. How did you get a Filly Guides uniform that actually fit you anyway?
"O-oh, I just had Rarity m-make me a custom one, is all.
>"Makes sense. Making clothes is her thing after all."
"S-so...how many boxes can I p-put you down for?"
>"None."
"N-none!? But mister, th-these cookies, they can-"
>"Listen Flutters, you're a sweet lady and all, but I know you. This is one of your tricks to get inside my pants again. I'm gonna buy a box of these "cookies", and when I go to open them, some weird shit is gonna come out, I'll go unconscious, and when I wake up, you'll be sitting on top of me with a knife in your mouth like last time."
"A-anon, it's not like that I s-swear! Here, you m-must try one!"
>"Fluttershy, I'm not buying any of you-"
>She shoves a cookie into your mouth. 
>"For fucks sake, Flut-"
>The taste of the cookie cuts you off. It has the taste of an exquisite French delicacy, but is also simple like a mother's apple pie. You can't help but to let out a sigh of ecstasy as you swallow the rest. 
>"Fluttershy, did...did you make these?"
"W-well, I h-had a little help from Pinkie, but I did help a little."
>You find yourself speechless as you reach out for another cookie. She hands it to you and you begin scarfing it down eagerly.
"Yes, for example, I was the one who put the sleeping powder in the dough."
>You stop. "Wait, what did you..."
>You feel your eyelids getting heavier. You drop the cookie that you had in your hands and slump out of you chair and onto the floor.
"I'm sorry I l-lied to you like that, but honesty is Applejack's virtue, not mine.
>You feel a hoof stroke your head softly. Then you lose consciousness.
-End of Chapter 1-

Chapter 2
>Your vision slowly returns to you. As you look around, you realize that you are behind the counter of Sugarcube Corner. You also realize that you've been tied to a chair. As you try and free yourself, Pinkie Pie comes out of the kitchen. 
"Hey, Nonny! You're finally awake! It took you long enough!" 
>She bounces over to you and hugs you.
>"Hey Pinkie. Can you do me a favor and untie me?
"Sorry Nonny, but Fluttershy told me that you're not allowed to leave that seat until she comes back to get you.
>Just then, Twilight Sparkle walked into the bakery.
"Afternoon, Pinkie. Uhh, why is Anon tied up behind the counter?
"Oh, Fluttershy and Nonny are gonna have a really fun party, and she asked me to watch him while she got ready!
"Oh, alright then. I just came to get some snacks for Starlight's friendship lesson. 
>T-Twilight! Aren't you gonna, y'know, help me get out of here?
"Sorry, Anon, but I've learned something. When Fluttershy's planned one of her "parties", you do not get involved. Bye, Pinkie! And, uh...good luck Anon.
>And then she was gone. Your last chance of freedom has walked right out the door.
>A couple of hours pass. Then Fluttershy walked in, with a smug grin on her face.
"Thanks for watching him for me, Pinkie. I owe you for this. Now if you could help me load him back in the wagon..."
>C'mon, Flutters. You don't really want to do this, right?
"Oh, but I do, my adorable Anon. Now, I bet you want another cookie, right~?
>Before you could even begin to process an answer, she stuffs another cookie into your mouth.
>This one's effects come more immediately, and you quickly go unconscious.
>...
>You wake up from your second nap, and you find yourself sitting on the couch in Fluttershy's house. You look down to see Angel staring at you with an angry expression on his face.
>You hear a door open, and you look towards the sound to see Fluttershy fly into the room.
"Oh, I'm so glad you're awake, sweetie~. Now, we're gonna have lots of fun together~.
>"Please say you mean like 'trip to the museum' kind of fun."
"Oh, no sir. We're having the 'stuff we're not allowed to talk about until after midnight' kind of fun~!
>"Shit." 
-End of Chapter 2-

Chapter 3
>It's been four hours, and Fluttershy still hasn't gotten off of you.
>She re-donned the Filly Guides outfit, sat down 
"Are you comfortable, Anon? I hope the new panties that I bought are to your liking~."
>"No, Fluttershy. I'm not comfortable. Your weird yellow horse ass is sweaty and gross. 
"Oh, Anon, your little tough act is just so cute. It just makes me want you more and more~.
>"Just you wait, you horny closeted furry. Someone will come and save me, and then you'll be sorry."
"Is that what you're hoping for? Somepony to come and help you? That's not gonna happen, sweetie. Everyone in Ponyville is already asleep, so it'll be tomorrow before anypony will even think of looking for you."
>Damn. Just like the rest of her plots, she's thought this out. 
>"Well, can we at least take a break? I'm hungry and I have to piss."
"Hmm, I could go for something to eat, to be honest. Fine, we'll stop just for a little bit. This book is boring anyway."
>She flaps her wings, lifting her butt off of your face. 
"Now, I'm going to make us some ramen noodles. Don't think about trying to escape, cutie. All the doors and windows are locked, and plus, I have Angel on guard duty. 
>She flies away into the kitchen.

~Meanwhile, at the Friendship Castle or whatever it's called~
>"Spike, are you sure you want to go on a walk this late at night?
>"Well, someone has to find out where Starlight wandered off to. She usually comes back before now..."
>Twilight lets out a sigh.
>"Fine, just stay safe out there, ok?"
>She used her magic to lift Spike, and kissed him on the forehead.
>"Twilight, I asked you to stop doing that..."
>"No, you asked me to stop doing in it public, and I did."
>"Whatever. I'm gonna go now.
>"Spike, do you really need to go? I get ever so lonely at night in such a large castle...*
>"What do you mean- you know what, forget it."
>Spike quickly left the castle, trying to escape the awkward situation.
>As she watched Spike leave, she let out a sigh and continued to read her book on dragon reproductive cycles.

~Back at the flutttershy cottage~
>…
>What the fuck, man. You know she's like, a horse and she doesn't have hands or whatever, but it shouldn't take three fucking hours to make dinner fucking instant ramen. You've been waiting for so damn long that you've playing cards with Angel. 
>You have to admit, for a rabbit, he's damn good at war.
>Finally, after what seems like two months, Fluttershy finally flies back into the room, holding a bowl in hat hooves.
"Here you go, Anon. I made it special just for you~.
>"Fucking finally, Fluttershy. I'm fucking starv-" 
>You look down to see that the noodles have been burned to a crisp.
>"Fluttershy, I don't know how you did it, but you managed to fuck up noodles. Good job.
"I-I'm sorry, it's just that when I was cooking, I looked into the living room to make sure you were still there, and I saw you playing with Angel and then I started thinking about how good of a father you would make and I got distracted.
>You let out a sigh and put the bowl down.
>"Y'know, maybe I'll just eat Angel instead.”
>Suddenly,